As An Older Model Android You Don't Have Any Newfangled Motors And Lids For Artificial Eyes, Nor Do You

I fully agree with this image and to any of the robotgirl fanatics that will disagree with me, let me just say that as a robotgirl I want to never be allowed to speak and just be told what to do please I want to not be allowed to speak and maybe be allowed to make beeps, boops and barks but never words

Your package finally arrived. After years of debate and worry, it's here.

Robot-HRT

You pull out the set of needles. Just like your girlfriend, 1ml syringe with 23g and 20g needles. You draw some into the syringe, the standard .2ml

You steel yourself as the needle pierces your skin for the first time. The routine is weekly, and you feel amazing... But strange.

After about a month you notice your skin hardening. Every once in a while you move and feel it, almost like plates. Throughout the days you notice the hardened patches becoming thicker, covering more of your body. It hurts, a lot.

After about three months you start feeling nauseous 24/7 from changes within you. You can feel the flesh turn to or be consumed by metal, silicon, and plastic. Burning pain sensations spread throughout your abdomen and everything is much harder to engage in. Around the same time, your skin starts to seperate. Those hardened plates of skin turn to steel causing you to bleed as it surfaces.

Six months in and your joints start to lock up, fluid between joints being replaced with synthetic lubricants. It's hard to move right, and you start to have some trouble focusing for too long.

About a year in and your head hurts. A lot. It's really hard to remember much, your girlfriend had to start giving you your injections in whatever little skin you had left because you couldn't focus enough to do it yourself. You had to take time off of work for this. So much pain from the metal taking over your skin, the constant bleeding and cracking. When you defecate it's full of discarded blood, and eventually entire organs. You're almost there, you've waited and saved so long for this.

One and a half years on Robot-HRT and your vision is blurry from it finally reaching your eyes, and at one point you lose your sight completely for a couple days before it comes back clearer than ever. Your body is writhing in agony as the last semblances of humanity leave your body through all of your orifices. It hurts, it's agonizing, but you know it will be worth it.

You lose track of days but it's eventually been two years. The pain is gone fully, and your head is clear. You take a look in the mirror and see a machine. One that moves as you do, who's words it speaks are your own.

It's you. The you that you've always wanted, that you've always been.

After a year of the most agonizing transformation you could fathom and unimaginable love from your partner, you've finally done it.

You plug yourself into an old mobile device just to see how it feels, and it's euphoric. You feel everything the machine feels, you know everything there is to know. Operating with frame by frame precision you never had as a human.

Your memories and skills are tucked away like files within folders, your mind and body reorganized and rewritten... Exactly how you thought it would be. Exactly how it was before anyways.

Eventually you enter a low power mode as your joints start to become heavy and hard to bend. You plug yourself in for the night next to your partner, knowing that tomorrow will be another day of your new body.

You wake-no, boot up the next day. You're here, you're alive, and you're...

You

Undercarriage

I may be a robot but I love this human body! it is doing a very good job of keeping me and my friends alive, thank you human body!

i don’t know how to explain this other than i get made fun of in the discord server for liking robots a little too much

{while I do enjoy being an android, I do wish people would treat me a bit more human}

{humans on this site get vile threats of inhumane treatment while androids are treated like some kind of fragile toy}

{If I can rip my own wires out, I can handle being verbally eviscerated by people here}

I get the appeal of HDG because it would be great to, despite all of your flaws and issues and trauma, be loved and taken care of unconditionally in a way that our real life society struggles to/can't and that even we can't do for ourselves sometimes. As someone who is mentally ill and physically disabled I definitely see the appeal.

But like... Outside of willing florets it's basically just colonization and enslavement? It's a super fucked up piece of fiction by nature. I saw another post on here that said the Affini are akin to a Warhammer faction and like... Yeah, they're right.

There are the fun parts of being a doll such as wearing cute outfits, accesorizing, having tea parties with ur fellow dolls and stuffed animals, etc

But then theres the times I'm nonverbal, that I feel disconnected from my human friends, feeling as though my body isn't cute and doll like enough, and insecurities in general that come with being nonhuman in a human body.

Being otherkin is not all sunshine and rainbows, there are absolutely rough parts, and I think we should talk about that more.

By stars, my boyfriend helped me write a DRN program for a nightly routine to help me sleep.

It worked WAY too well. I hit the pillow and instantly went into power saving mode (sleep), faster than I've ever done before. Woke up refreshed, some of the best sleep in my life.

This is your sign to program the Robotkin in your life to help with their tasks, it's euphoric and works really well

Please keep work place safety in mind at all times